It’s been a long, amazing, distracting week. One of my best friends has been in town, after a surprise move from Chicago (where I’d been planning to visit her this fall) to the East Coast. She’s one of those people who sneaks into your life, who you meet at a party trying to make small talk, and who you ultimately realize you can’t let go. The best kind of friend: the kind who doesn’t really care if you cleaned the house, or that there’s dog hair everywhere and your elderly cat likes to crawl up on her chest and drool on her neck in the middle of the night. The kind who will let you have the polka-dot skirt at the thrift store that fits you both (guys we just spent $300 at a thrift store, don’t judge). By the time you read this, I’ll be dropping her off at the airport and while it’s good to have my space and routine back, I’ll miss her like hell.
It’s always a little weird to sit down and write the winners’ post on a week when I’ve had a bunch of rejections. You know the ones: you submit a story or poem, wait for just
long enough to think “well, if they were going to reject the damn thing they could have done that by now, so mayyyybe?
” and then there it is, in your email, first thing in the morning so that you wonder what hours other editors are working. The rejection.
I know we’ve been talking about coffee all week, but let’s take a break with another liquid, ok? One of my personal favorites: wine. Specifically, let’s talk about the phrase in vino veritas
. Truth, found in wine.
Whether it’s an imperative, a noun, or a verb, we all probably need to use this word more often. It’s hard to ask for help, but there are so many things that need doing, and only one of each of us. It’s okay to not be able to do them all yourself, all the time.
Scarcity, even artifically created scarcity, drives price, as anyone who has ever played Magic: The Gathering
can tell you. Fortunately, there are things that are both priceless and free, like tonight’s blue moon
or an editorial staff pick here at yeah write. Every week our editors comb through your submissions looking for their favorites. Picks are based on writing quality, how successful the author is in conveying information, and just plain style.
Oh. My. Gawd. I have news. I have exciting, super cool, I could burst with it news. There is so much good stuff
coming up here at yeah write this fall. So much that they made me pinky swear not to tell, and then took my pinkies away as hostages. I’m typing this post four-fingered.